LAN3
(Feeling like a rockstar right now
Feeling like a rockstar right now
Feeling like a ay
Feeling like a
Feeling like a)
Count it up yea I'm pulling up with cash
New designer I might pull up on yo ahh
They been talking shit I had to take the trash out
They been talking shit I had to take the trash out
Repetition yea that's key
Put it in my brain
All you niggas yea you lame
That's why I had to change (Lame)
And I had to swerve my lane
See these niggas lame
Pull up on yo block rearrange the frame
Pull up on yo block rearrange the frame
Shawty yea she tweaking put it on her brain
Why the fuck these niggas yea they on my lane
Had to switch my lane
Had to motivate
Had to instigate
Now they perpetuate
What's the code
Bout to go and infiltrate
What's the code
Yea we bout to infiltrate
Staying up all night I be fucking grinding
Ain't no time for sleep I be fucking climbing
Climbing to the top
Racing for the top
Took her to the top
Now she wanna pop
These niggas lost with no cause
These niggas lost with no boss
I might just go cross aye
Pull up on yo blog aye
Niggas they gon' talk aye
Bitches they gon' talk aye
I'm feeling fresh I'm feeling fly
I'm feeling fresh I'm feeling fly
I'm feeling like I'm Marty Mcfly
Aye I'm going back to the future
Ay fuck the past fuck my past
Feeling like a rockstar right now
Feeling like a ay
Feeling like a
Feeling like a)
Count it up yea I'm pulling up with cash
New designer I might pull up on yo ahh
They been talking shit I had to take the trash out
They been talking shit I had to take the trash out
Repetition yea that's key
Put it in my brain
All you niggas yea you lame
That's why I had to change (Lame)
And I had to swerve my lane
See these niggas lame
Pull up on yo block rearrange the frame
Pull up on yo block rearrange the frame
Shawty yea she tweaking put it on her brain
Why the fuck these niggas yea they on my lane
Had to switch my lane
Had to motivate
Had to instigate
Now they perpetuate
What's the code
Bout to go and infiltrate
What's the code
Yea we bout to infiltrate
Staying up all night I be fucking grinding
Ain't no time for sleep I be fucking climbing
Climbing to the top
Racing for the top
Took her to the top
Now she wanna pop
These niggas lost with no cause
These niggas lost with no boss
I might just go cross aye
Pull up on yo blog aye
Niggas they gon' talk aye
Bitches they gon' talk aye
I'm feeling fresh I'm feeling fly
I'm feeling fresh I'm feeling fly
I'm feeling like I'm Marty Mcfly
Aye I'm going back to the future
Ay fuck the past fuck my past
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Writer(s): Ralph Mitial
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